Both worlds are like dreams

Ever since that drinking experience, Mo Ruilin seemed to have grown up in Jinxiu Tower. He would go drink with Wei Yunzhou during mealtimes, or listen to the girls in Jinxiu Tower playing the piano and singing during his free time.

But he also had something important to do, which was to study the forces under Shen Congfeng's command.

Thanks to Shanhemen's powerful intelligence network, almost all of Shen Congfeng's main forces were identified.

That day, Gu Qinglan also sent the latest news that the Second Prince's men had replaced the previously assassinated Minister of War. This was good news, at least the Ministry of War would no longer be controlled by Shen Congfeng's men.

And as Wei Yunzhou said, if you want to touch Shen Congfeng, you must first pull out his teeth and claws. These people hold a very important position in Beiling.

King Han Xi, who holds an army of 200,000 men, the Phantom who is in charge of assassinations and intelligence, the various shadows lurking in the court, and the pillow talkers hidden in the harem.

King Han Xi and Phantom and Snow Phoenix have already fought each other, so he has a good understanding of their identities and strengths.

Xue Huang sighed, "It's really not easy for you Bei Ling. Shen Congfeng's power has penetrated almost all aspects of the government, politics, finance, and espionage. The only thing missing is changing his surname."

"It seems," Mo Ruilin sighed slightly, "we are somewhat lucky to be able to gain a foothold in the court."

Wei Yunzhou glanced at him indifferently, "You are quite self-aware!"

"But I've always been very lucky." He picked up a piece of lotus root with chopsticks, but before he put it into his mouth, he felt the cold gaze from the opposite side falling on him, which made him feel oppressed.

Wei Yunzhou looked at him with cold and sharp eyes, "Really? I hope you know what kind of path you are taking."

Mo Ruilin suddenly understood why Xue Huang was so afraid of him. It was true that this extremely cold-tempered descendant of the Seven Killing Swords could really make people feel oppressive when he stared at someone coldly.

He looked at Xue Huang and Gu Qinglan for help, but Xue Huang was so disloyal that she grabbed Gu Qinglan and ran away.

Gu Qinglan left a few words and walked out with a smile, "Your Highness, Brother Wei, Qinglan has something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Mo Ruilin looked at the two people's backs and thought to himself: He values women over friendship!

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Xue Huang pulled Gu Qinglan out of Jinxiu Tower and said with a smile: "I wish your highness good luck."

Seeing her gloating expression, Gu Qinglan couldn't help but ask, "Brother Wei won't do anything cruel, right? Although Your Highness is indeed very helpless sometimes."

"That's hard to say." Xue Huang said with a smile. "Second uncle has always believed in the principle of a gentleman taking action rather than talking. But don't worry, Second uncle knows his limits."

Gu Qinglan smiled, throwing away the guilt in his heart, "Then I wish your highness good luck."

"Come on, let's go out for a walk. A new dim sum shop has recently opened. I heard that their pear blossom cake is especially delicious."

Gu Qinglan looked at her quirky appearance, smiled and nodded, "Okay. I'll take you there."

So the two of them left Mo Ruilin, who was in dire straits, and went shopping, chatting and laughing all the way.

Gu Qinglan bought her a big bag of pear blossom cakes in the shop. Xuehuang was as happy as a child who saw precious candy.

"Thank you, Brother Qinglan." Xuehuang smiled and handed a piece of pear blossom cake to him, "Try it too, it's very delicious."

A faint smile appeared on Gu Qinglan's gentle face. Looking at her expectant smile, he reached out to take it and put it in his mouth. He didn't like to eat these sweet snacks, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. He just felt that if he refused her, she would be unhappy, right?

But this pear blossom cake only had a light pear blossom fragrance. It was not as sweet as he had imagined. Instead, it melted in the mouth and tasted quite good.

"It's delicious." He said sincerely.

"Then can we come here often to eat?" she said with a smile.

Gu Qinglan nodded.

Xue Huang smiled happily, and pulled him to look around and stroll around. Although they had been in Beiling for such a long time and were quite familiar with Shangyang City, today was the happiest day in such a long time.

It’s a familiar place, but it looks a little different and becomes particularly novel.

Gu Qinglan was also very patient and accompanied her to many places. He not only took her to eat many famous snacks in Shangyang City, but also took her to listen to operas and drink tea.

When I came out of the teahouse, it was already dark, but the lights were just coming on and the Shangyang City had a unique scenery under the night.

The street was extremely lively. Xuehuang, still holding a candy man in her hand, followed Gu Qinglan to a small street stall.

"Take a look, all the guests passing by. Five cents for one arrow. If you hit the bull's eye, you can take any item from my stall. If you miss, the money belongs to me. How about it? Who wants to give it a try?"

The stall owner's voice was loud and powerful, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch. Many people also started to draw their bows and try, but none of them hit the bull's eye.

Seeing that Xue Huang was watching very seriously, Gu Qinglan asked, "Do you want to try?"

"I'm not very good at archery." Xue Huang said. Although she is very good at swordsmanship, she is not very proficient in archery.

"It's okay." Gu Qinglan took out a piece of silver and put it in the stall owner's hand, then picked up the bow and arrow and handed it to Xue Huang, "Give it a try."

Xue Huang nodded, took the bow and arrow, pulled the string and shot the arrow at the bull's eye. Although it didn't miss the target, it was still far from the bull's eye. She tried another arrow, but the result was not as good as the last time.

She said depressedly: "Look, I told you, I'm not good at this."

Gu Qinglan took the bow and arrow from her hand and said with a smile: "What do you want? I'll help you."

"That rabbit lantern." Xue Huang pointed to a cute and exquisite lantern and said with a smile.

Gu Qinglan nodded, picked up a feather arrow and put it on the bow. Almost instantly, the arrow flew out and hit the center of the bull steadily.

There was a burst of cheers all around, and the stall owner handed the rabbit lantern to Xue Huang.

"What else do you want?" Gu Qinglan asked.

Xue Huang took a look and pointed at a fan and said, "This is it."

Gu Qinglan nodded, put another arrow on the noose, and shot it out neatly, hitting the bull's eye again.

Xuehuang happily took the fan handed over by the stall owner and said to Gu Qinglan, "These are just the two. Let's go." She was afraid that if Gu Qinglan continued shooting like this, the stall owner would cry.

"Okay." Gu Qinglan put down his bow and arrow and followed Xue Huang away.

"This fan is for you." Xue Huang handed the fan she had just won to Gu Qinglan. Although it was not very valuable, it was small and exquisite. The pattern on the fan was a few lush and tall bamboos, which was very consistent with Gu Qinglan's temperament.

"Thank you." Gu Qinglan took it and said, "It's getting late. I'll take you home."

Xuehuang nodded and walked back happily carrying the rabbit lantern.

Gu Qinglan walked her back to the entrance of Jinxiu Building and handed her the oil-paper bag in his hand, "Go to bed early."

She nodded and waved, "Brother Qinglan, goodbye!"

Gu Qinglan nodded, turned and left.